From a Man to a Jug. EXERCISE SONG.

(Air, "little Brown Jug." Pat's Pick, page 60.) Give ear, we beg you, to our song, e* We'll try not to make it very long, About a man who loved strong drink. A very silly man we think. CHORUS—Oh, no, no, no drink for me,1 Unless its water, pure and free. Ol no, no, etc. This man was a brute at home, abroad, He loved not man, he loved not God, He'd make his children to him bring His jug of cider, then he'd sing:— "Hal hal ha! you and me,8 Little brown jug, don't I love thee." He drank and drank, so people said, Till his hair grew white8 and his nose grew red;4 His ways were coarse, his voice was gruff, Stillhe drank but he couldn't drink enough.—Cko. A sad, sad fate, they say befell; Just like a jug he soon did swell, His arms were stiff like handles, too, His head to a wooden stopper grew.6—Cho. Motions—(1) Move heads from side to side. (2) Throw back head and smile (3) Touch hair with right hand. (4) Touch nose with right hand. (5* Arms stiffly curved, elbows outwards at aides. (6) Touch heads, making slight bow.